Once I had confirmed the last 'zine had been printed, I shut down the Xerox for cool-down so it could be moved. I also pulled and packed most of the accessories attached to the computer.

I called the wineries to let them know that we weren't coming. This was good. The two who would have been open on weekdays had just changed their schedules to Sat-Sun only.

I spent some time in the consuite, and helped tear down the decor after the official 4:00 closing time. What really happened was "It's 4:00, do y'all want to help pack? We're not kicking you out.".

K ran a bunch of stuff back to the storage locker, and on the way stopped with aramintamd at Michaels to get craft supplies. When they got back we went down to the bar to get some sushi while they worked on their Mouskerade entries. I remembered the bag of plushies in the consuite (left from Scott Evil's Evil Petting Zoo) and brought those down. Pretty soon we had a quarter of the bar making Mouskerade entries. Mine was a little bear with an aloha shirt, matching headband and sharpie-marker beard: Chaz Boston Bear-Den.

iamradar did a great job upholding the traditions of the first Mouskerade (10 years ago at CC16 in St. Louis) and we had a great Dead Dog party. Dead Dog officially closed at 1:00am, and I think we got out of there around 5:30am.

Interesting alcohol policy, I must say: ID required for everyone. That is, unless you're a Californian the bartender recognizes, then not necessary. Also, like there was much doubt about whether people were over 21 or not.

I left after the mousequerade. I didn't need attitude from someone younger than me by a fair bit.